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~ Rape Ride Gizmo @ $ 2 ~ - Poem by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.

Ms. Nivedita
15 June 15,2012

[Dedicated to Dada* Dr. Subhendu Kar]

Voluptuous vulgars ogres
Invented programmed RRG
User's friendly for raper
To penetrate and pound
Those zones of Urania
In feral ferine way with
Drooling voluptuousness
@ $ 2___ONLY__! ! (: [1]

@ $ 0 annexure program
Infixes icky sticky bruise burn
From licentious libertines. [2]

Make victims to learn-ail
Live with slimy piddle of
Male waste stigma
Inedible sanguine tattoos
Of canines claws chiseling
Noma on psyche soma
By wanton wolf raper to
Silently surely sighing
Voiceless weeping
Ouch ow whole life___ [3]

Is it gender biased macho boorish
Innovative Civilization? ? -^-^-^- [4]

* Elder Bro


Glossary: With humility glossary given for what I tried to express:
[1] Ogres: A giant who likes to eat human beings [folklore]
[2] Icky: Very bad
[3] Feral / Ferine: Wild and menacing
[4] Urania: Goddess of love
[5] Slimy: Morally reprehensible
[6] Piddle: Liquid excretory product
[7] Noma: Ulceration
[8] Ow: Expression of pain

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Comments about ~ Rape Ride Gizmo @ $ 2 ~ by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.

  • Joseph Poewhit 7/11/2013 6:20:00 PM

    Walk on the wild side? ? ? ? ? ? Reply

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  • Tony Karas 12/30/2012 8:39:00 AM

    Intense... and very disturbing, as, perhaps, it should be. Reply

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  • Craig Mize 11/10/2012 11:41:00 PM

    I recieved your message to read this poem and as I sat down to begin to read I pictured this happening. This is a very deep and well written piece of art. I'm sorry that this had to happen to you, but I am so grateful that you gave the world the chance to see things from your eyes. Reply

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  • So Close 9/11/2012 8:16:00 PM

    hi nivedita..i realy felt that the poem talks about some problems in our life but i am extremily sory to say that i too felt some difficulties to understand it...
    iam hapy to read ur poems, hope you will invite for reading ur next poem.
    »so close«

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  • Hilton Ball 7/18/2012 1:28:00 PM

    i dont know what you sead at all Reply

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  • Miranda Mabuto 7/18/2012 12:19:00 AM

    Very passionate...and powerful Reply

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  • Comfort Ndlovu 7/15/2012 2:46:00 PM

    A great Protest Poetry piece that excels in invoking thoughts and feelings! I feel your pathos! * (*pathos - feeling (Greek)) . Reply

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  • Fonia Tan 7/15/2012 1:51:00 AM

    Hmmm...a bit hard to understand.... Reply

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  • Nader Baheri 7/13/2012 2:42:00 AM

    It's a great piece of work.but at firs it is a little bit ununderstandble.maybe it had better you put the definition at first.but it really shows how clever you are that you have invented new ways of your poem. Reply

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  • Amitabha Bagchi 7/2/2012 1:49:00 PM

    ** ORIGINAL MESSAGE ********************
    From: Dove Allen
    To: Nivedita [poet Under Threat Of Editorial Cann
    Date-Time: 7/2/2012 12: 30: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00)
    Subject: Re: Re: RAPE RIDE GIZMO @ $ 2 ~ niv ~ UK
    My prior message were my reflections on your work entitled: RAPE RIDE GIZMO

    Warm regards Niv,

    Dove Allen


    As usual I've to take help of my reader [AB London] to post my In Box comments...how long I've to bear this PH please answer me?

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Rape Poems
  1. 1. ~ Rape Ride Gizmo @ $ 2 ~
  2. 2. ~ Mom By Default Rape ~
  3. 3. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 1
    Alexander Pope
  4. 4. ~ Cannibal Gives Walkover To Raper ~ [65..
  5. 5. ~ Hey Perverted Delhiites Come On Rape M..
  6. 6. Heinous Crime Rape
    Hasmukh Amathalal
  7. 7. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 3
    Alexander Pope
  8. 8. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 2
    Alexander Pope
  9. 9. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 5
    Alexander Pope
  10. 10. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 4
    Alexander Pope
  11. 11. I Will Rape Thee
    Kyle Shield Laster
  12. 12. ~the Rape Story~
  13. 13. Rape
    Tracey Collins
  14. 14. Rape Of The Wilderness
    Muzahidul Reza
  15. 15. Asifa Bano, An 8-Year-Old Girl's Gang Ra..
    Dr. Antony Theodore
  16. 16. Rape
    Andre Alvin Moore
  17. 17. Aftermath Of Rape (Revised)
    Lillian Susan Thomas
  18. 18. Marital Rape Of A Man
    Deepti Agarwal
  19. 19. Rape: A Living Nightmare
    Rose Marie Juan Austin
  20. 20. Rape
    Anonymous Daughter
  21. 21. Death For Rape
    Hasmukh Amathalal
  22. 22. A Diabolic Act, Rape
    Mohammad Akmal Nazir
  23. 23. The Rape Of Aurora
    George Meredith
  24. 24. Rape
    Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler
  25. 25. From The Rape Of Lucrece
    William Shakespeare
  26. 26. Gang Rape
    Villie Beebs
  27. 27. The Rape Of The Mist
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  28. 28. After The Rape
    Dónall Dempsey
  29. 29. ...A Rape Is A Rape!
    indira babbellapati
  30. 30. The Rape Of The Wild
    David Wood
  31. 31. Despairs Of A Rape Victim
    Aniruddha Pathak
  32. 32. Rape Is Like Reckless Driving
    Abdul Wahab
  33. 33. The Rape Of The Trap. A Ballad
    William Shenstone
  34. 34. Date Rape
    bree drummond
  35. 35. Rape Of A Six Year Old Girl- Sad
    me poet yeps poet
  36. 36. The Rape(S) That Didn' T Go As Plan..
    Bri Edwards
  37. 37. Rotten Away (T: W: On Rape)
    Souren Mondal
  38. 38. Rape
    Lucifera Santez
  39. 39. Rape
    Tears of sorrow ...
  40. 40. (2.4) Rape For Hire
    Karl Stuart Kline
  41. 41. Rape A Revulsion With Convulsion
    Aftab Alam
  42. 42. Lust: The Rape
    Aftab Alam
  43. 43. Rape
    Tom Billsborough
  44. 44. Rape
    Jennifer Alejandra
  45. 45. Rape Not
    Gajanan Mishra
  46. 46. The Rape Of The Moon
    jyoti saxena
  47. 47. Rape Of An Innocence
    Lovita J R Morang
  48. 48. My Lover Speaks Of Rape
    Meena Kandasamy
  49. 49. Rape And Walk Away? (Tanka)
    Govind Ramakrishnan
  50. 50. To The First Rape
    Liza Sud

Rape Poems

  1. The Rape Of The Lock: Canto 1

    Nolueram, Belinda, tuos violare capillos; Sedjuvat, hoc precibus me tribuisse tuis. (Martial, Epigrams 12.84) What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things, I sing--This verse to Caryl, Muse! is due: This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view: Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred lord t' assault a gentle belle? O say what stranger cause, yet unexplor'd, Could make a gentle belle reject a lord? In tasks so bold, can little men engage, And in soft bosoms dwells such mighty rage? Sol thro' white curtains shot a tim'rous ray, And op'd those eyes that must eclipse the day; Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing shake, And sleepless lovers, just at twelve, awake: Thrice rung the bell, the slipper knock'd the ground, And the press'd watch return'd a silver sound. Belinda still her downy pillow press'd, Her guardian sylph prolong'd the balmy rest: 'Twas he had summon'd to her silent bed The morning dream that hover'd o'er her head; A youth more glitt'ring than a birthnight beau, (That ev'n in slumber caus'd her cheek to glow) Seem'd to her ear his winning lips to lay, And thus in whispers said, or seem'd to say. "Fairest of mortals, thou distinguish'd care Of thousand bright inhabitants of air! If e'er one vision touch'd thy infant thought, Of all the nurse and all the priest have taught, Of airy elves by moonlight shadows seen, The silver token, and the circled green, Or virgins visited by angel pow'rs, With golden crowns and wreaths of heav'nly flow'rs, Hear and believe! thy own importance know, Nor bound thy narrow views to things below. Some secret truths from learned pride conceal'd, To maids alone and children are reveal'd: What tho' no credit doubting wits may give? The fair and innocent shall still believe. Know then, unnumber'd spirits round thee fly, The light militia of the lower sky; These, though unseen, are ever on theg, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the Ring. Think what an equipage thou hast in air, And view with scorn two pages and a chair. As now your own, our beings were of old, And once inclos'd in woman's beauteous mould; Thence, by a soft transition, we repair From earthly vehicles to these of air. Think not, when woman's transient breath is fled, That all her vanities at once are dead; Succeeding vanities she still regards, And tho' she plays no more, o'erlooks the cards. Her joy in gilded chariots, when alive, And love of ombre, after death survive. For when the fair in all their pride expire, To their first elements their souls retire: The sprites of fiery termagants in flame Mount up, and take a Salamander's name. Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip with Nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a Gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air. Know further yet; whoever fair and chaste Rejects mankind, is by some sylph embrac'd: For spirits, freed from mortal laws, with ease Assume what sexes and what shapes they please. What guards the purity of melting maids, In courtly balls, and midnight masquerades, Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring spark, The glance by day, the whisper in the dark, When kind occasion prompts their warm desires, When music softens, and when dancing fires? 'Tis but their sylph, the wise celestials know, Though honour is the word with men below. Some nymphs there are, too conscious of their face, For life predestin'd to the gnomes' embrace. These swell their prospects and exalt their pride, When offers are disdain'd, and love denied: Then gay ideas crowd the vacant brain, While peers, and dukes, and all their sweeping train, And garters, stars, and coronets appear, And in soft sounds 'Your Grace' salutes their ear. 'Tis these that early taint the female soul, Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll, Teach infant cheeks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a beau. Oft, when the world imagine women stray, The Sylphs through mystic mazes guide their way, Thro' all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new. What tender maid but must a victim fall To one man's treat, but for another's ball? When Florio speaks, what virgin could withstand, If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand? With varying vanities, from ev'ry part, They shift the moving toyshop of their heart; Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword-knots strive, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches drive. This erring mortals levity may call, Oh blind to truth! the Sylphs contrive it all. Of these am I, who thy protection claim, A watchful sprite, and Ariel is my name. Late, as I rang'd the crystal wilds of air, In the clear mirror of thy ruling star I saw, alas! some dread event impend, Ere to the main this morning sun descend, But Heav'n reveals not what, or how, or where: Warn'd by the Sylph, oh pious maid, beware! This to disclose is all thy guardian can. Beware of all, but most beware of man!" He said; when Shock, who thought she slept too long, Leap'd up, and wak'd his mistress with his tongue. 'Twas then, Belinda, if report say true, Thy eyes first open'd on a billet-doux; Wounds, charms, and ardors were no sooner read, But all the vision vanish'd from thy head. And now, unveil'd, the toilet stands display'd, Each silver vase in mystic order laid. First, rob'd in white, the nymph intent adores With head uncover'd, the cosmetic pow'rs. A heav'nly image in the glass appears, To that she bends, to that her eyes she rears; Th' inferior priestess, at her altar's side, Trembling, begins the sacred rites of pride. Unnumber'd treasures ope at once, and here The various off'rings of the world appear; From each she nicely culls with curious toil, And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy Sylphs surround their darling care; These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own.

  2. ~ Mom By Default Rape ~

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? NOTE: I'm sorry to say today I find PH like before [as in case of 'I Want To Be Raped'] again banned this poem as I find it is not in my poetry list...so I've made some typographical change and reposted it and some comments already posted by Hon'ble Readers I'm posting here ~ niv ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? NOTE: TODAY JUST I DISCOVERERED THIS POEM HAS APPEARED IN ORIGINAL FORMAT BUT MY IN BETWEEN INTERROGATION SIGN MISSING AND I'VE ADDED IT AS THE STIGMA THEY TATTOOED ON MY POETIC CORPUS AND POEM [TYPOGRAPHICALLY CHANGED POEM WAS MOM BY DEFAULT R__APE ~ NIV [8.26 pm 30.07.12] +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Ms. Nivedita UK 23.07.12 We're moms of Wars, libido voracity Of horny ‘society' too. [1] Salacious raunchy Soldiers iconoclasts Soldered penetrated us In forceful way into…! [2] Millions are rearing Kids with all love Millions are on The queue. [3] Our children Will be known in Moms' identity. [4] We want Our kids Be not Rapist Or rape victim. [5] We victims Why 'only' solicit Clichéd consolation In slut walk? [6] Sure we're Our sons Will by-default be Male slut walker For a paradigm shift! [7] To symbolically Absolve penance Of: XY. [8] This slut walk Will tumefy in Slut march Swell into Antarctic glacier Finally inundate Deluge whole world To assuage menace. [9] Path of victory Is time tested Gandhian avant-garde Protest thro' Non Violence! ! [10] We're proud Moms of kids By Default Rape! ! ! [11] Oy civilized society Can you hear us? [12]

  3. ~ Cannibal Gives Walkover To Raper ~ [65 Words Of Protest Against Recent Gang-Rape In Delhi, India]

    ~ Cannibal Gives Walkover to Raper ~ [65 words as protest against recent gang-rape in Delhi, India] Ms. Nivedita UK 31 December 2012 [Recent episode of brutal gang-rape By famished-feminine-flesh-wolves In Delhi on 23 years Paramedic girl and finally Succumbed in Singapore.[A] Who said, 'Mom I want to live.[B] This poetry a biblio protest To generates poetic consciousness.[C] Women are used by some men as 'Sex-toy-use-and-throw-or-kill' Mournfully__ niv.][D] () ~ () ~ () ~ () ~ () ~ () ~ () ~ () Sexited lurid smutty raper Moral derma numb thicker Bestial psyche hungry e'er. [1] They thrill n' thrive On Feminine flesh live Trample twin downy Horizontal petals and Buxom paired chrysanthemums.[2] Lust for tender tunnel Phallic effluvia Bob to funnel. [3] Cannibals say, ‘Vow rapers in Savagery scale Of cannibalism [Read] ‘live' Give you walkover! ! ' [4] Freud marvels, ‘Bravo iconoclast ID Deservingly you Ruin, crap, pee On cruddy__civilization.[5] ~~ Glossary: Humbly given for what I tried to express: ~ [1] Bob: Move up and down repeatedly [2] Phallic: Relating to a phallus [male organ of copulation] [3] Iconoclast: Someone who attacks cherished ideas. [3]: ID [In Psychology]: Is the set of uncoordinated instinctual trends. The great reservoir of libido, eros. Acts according to the ‘pleasure principle' needs immediate satisfaction. No morality, ANIMALISTIC.. ~~~ Copyright reserved by author

  4. ~ Hey Perverted Delhiites Come On Rape Me [29 Words Poetry] ~

    ~ Hey Perverted Delhiites Come On Rape Me [29 words poetry] ~ Ms. Nivedita April 22,2013 Hey Perverted Delhiites Shame on you For making Capital of Rape In India Why but? A desperate protest Vide infra ~ ==)) - ==) - ==)) - Poetry rolls forward: - Come on rape me With prurient plunge Sense the stinging Embracing warmth Of g**m* ra*. ~ [1] My females Are programmed To em***ulate Radioactively An exemplary Resort needed To dodo rapists. ~ [2] ~~ Decoding: - = =) -: g**m* ra*.= gamma ray = =) - em***ulate =emasculate - Further Note: Message to all rapists. Delhi perpetual episodes are just catalyst. ~~~~ Glossary: With humility given for what I tried to express. Delhiites: Inhabitants of Delhi. Prurient: Characterized by lust. Gamma ray: Extremely potent, powerful radioactive ray to destroy cells. Emasculate: Ablation of male genitals. Dodo [as verb]: Extinct bird = to extinct. ~~ Copyright reserved by author.